I always have a bunch of stuff floating around in my head that I want to blog about, but I always forget by the time I sit down to actually do it.

I'm roasting in my house. It's not that it's hot in here. I'm SOOOOO grateful that our a/c works again because I know first hand just how bad it could be. It's just that I don't want to increase our electric bill more than I need to, and well, my husband is creating less body heat than I am right now. I'm pretty sure our tiny child is creating more body heat than Chris is, actually. So, as spoiled as I am to be able to regulate my home environment to a very nice 75 degrees, I am still hot. And I deal with it by sitting around in my underwear a lot. Which, while not attractive in the least, is actually pretty funny when I'm trying to turn around and get out of bed. I don't know how those mariners ever thought manatees could possibly be beautiful mermaids because holy ungainly! - that is what I am.

It doesn't help tonight that I have to keep my socks on as I sit around the house. I had my left big toe cut up today to remove yet another ingrown toenail. I can't remove the dressing until tomorrow, and I don't want to get dog hair all over it. So I have to keep my socks on. I know, I know. Wah wah wah, I'm such a baby. I'm just trying to keep writing to give you something new to read, gosh. So, having your big toe completely numbed is so weird. It's like a dead thing on your foot, although my foot doctor preferred that I not use such dreadful terminology to describe it. So I said it was kind of like my toe was detached from my foot, like an out of body experience, not so much like it was cut off or something. Ew.

My gestational diabetes screen is tomorrow. Hurrah! I really hope I pass it without any problems.

Also, holy crap, did you see the men's swimming 400m relay last night? Oh my gosh, it was so good. And now Chris and I are addicted to Olympic swimming. And also bursting with patriotic pride. At least, I am. Go America! Yay!